It's been a year or so since Meteor had destroyed Midgar. The city was in ruins, and millions of displaced Midgarians dispersed on the map. Many moved to Wutai, Yuffie's home town. Yuffie herself had decided to move back home too, as her journey with Cloud and the others was pretty much over. Besides, they all were too caught up in themselves to need poor little Yuffie.
Once Yuffie came back home, she did something she hadn't done in a while: relax. She had been training for years to be strong enough to take on the ShinRa, and to save Wutai. But now that was over. Then she had to be strong enough to save the entire Planet. And now that was over. Now, she got to reap the benefits of a safe and happy life. She was able to sell all the materia she's collected over the years to put together a small fortune. So, she decided, she'd take some time off from "work" and life the good life. She deserved it, after all.
But a year of lazing about brought on a year of consequences. She began to accumulate some pudge on her frame. Her once tiny boobs were larger, rounder. As each day went by, they tugged more and more on her bra. Her stomach was softer, and began to form a pot belly, hanging over her shorts. She never liked to button the top button on her shorts just because she always required maximum mobility as a fighter, but now she just needed the room to breathe. Her lower had come along the furthest, though. Her once toned thighs were now rounder, smoother, and softer. Her butt had ballooned out, now the size of two melons in her shorts. Her cheeks were chubbier and fuller, a sign that she was well on her way to blossoming into something new, something... larger.
Yuffie didn't really notice her weight gain until recently. Looking in the mirror one day in her underwear and bra, she placed her hands on her pot belly, and jiggled. She furrowed her brow. She slapped her ass, and watched it jiggle. She let out a confused sigh. She then cupped her breasts, nearly bursting out of her bra. She then smiled. Yuffie knew what she wanted to do.
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